The Stripper’s Prince

Confrontation

Tara’s POV

I woke up feeling groggy, dazed, and confused. I don’t fully understand what happened but I do remember being pulled out the window from that psychopath. Suddenly realizing that Brent was the last person I remember seeing, I quickly sat up to get a hole of my surroundings. I was in a large bedroom that had huge bay windows. It was lavishly furnished complete with a huge wall tv, mini hot tub and even a fireplace. If I wasn’t practically kidnapped, this would seem like my dream place to live. I got up and ran to the door.

Locked.

I went with the obvious second choice and picked up a large lamp before tossing it at the window. I got ready to jump out since I wasn’t far from the ground but….it didn’t break. I tried various other objects but nothing seemed to be able to break it. I even slammed myself in a desperate attempt to break through. Thinking hard I realized that my purse and few other belongings were with me. When this crazy asshole took them from mom's house, I’m not sure but for once I was grateful for what he did. If my purse was here then so was my phone. I ran to the nightstand where it was and ripped the bag open before finding it. I quickly dialed Crystals number but she sent me to voicemail. No doubt f*****g Adrian. I cursed under my breath before dialing 911 like I should’ve done in the first place but when an operator picked up, the call got disconnected. Wherever I was barely had service. I cried silently while placing a hand on my stomach, fearing for the safety of myself and my child. Then my mind wandered to Anthony and I missed him more than ever.

The door started to unlock and I ran over to the bed before shoving my phone under the mattress and covering myself. In walked the very man I loathed. Brent.

“How are you feeling princess?”

I glared at him and gripped the cover even tighter to my body. I was still naked and didn’t want him looking at anything. He moved closer and I stepped back, keeping a distance between us.

“Look I’m sorry how I reacted back there but you just randomly announce a pregnancy like that’s okay? Your mine, how am I supposed to feel?”

I stared at him, now truly convinced he was out of his mind.

“I’m not yours! I’ve finally put what you did to me in the past and I’ve finally opened up and let a good man in my life! Why can’t you just leave me alone? Why?!”

“I only did what I did because I knew if I was your first, you would never forget me. I was in love with you!”

I took a deep breath. I needed to confront him about the forced feelings he had for me. About what he did to me.

“I liked you a lot you know….I even hoped my mom would screw up so she’s break up with your father and we could be together with no shame or guilt.”

He looked at me in surprise.

“Really?”

“Yes really. You were the only one who understood me. You defended me in school, and you were the cutest boy in my life. If only you had waited and we talked it out, it could’ve went a different way. But you forced me to get in bed with you and scarred me for life” I say honestly with tears running down my cheeks. I hated him with a passion but if he was going to hold me somewhere then at least I could clear the air to help me become stronger. For myself and my baby

He looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking.

“I’m sorry. Things shouldn’t have went that way and I shouldn’t have forced you to do anything. I am truly sorry.”

I looked up shocked and his eyes held mine for a few moments before I looked down at the floor again.

“Next time we do anything, I’m sure you’ll accept me. I’m going to work hard to make you happy in every way possible.”

I looked up confused and angry.

“There is no next time!!! I don’t want you, what don’t you understand about that?! Move on and date someone already!!”! I screamed and he scowled in response.

He walked closer before stopping and looking at me. His eyes lost their color and his fists were balled. I whimpered and backed up, feeling the icy wall touch my arm skin. I wished now more than ever that I was back home.

“You are mine and you will learn to love me, just like I will learn to treat you nicer.”

My heart sank as he walked back out the room and locked it. I cried and banged on the door screaming for help. I slid on to the ground with fear in my heart before falling asleep, exhausted.

*Ring*

“Mmmmmmm…”

*Ring*

“Ugh, I really need to change my text tone.”

I spring up and rub the sleep from my eyes. What I heard wasn’t a dream!!! I run to the mattress and grab my phone, seeing a bunch of calls and texts from Crystal, Anthony and even a few of my co workers. I couldn’t call because of the low signal but apparently people knew I was missing. I ignored everyone’s messages except Anthony’s. Paragraphs about how he misses me and how he found my pregnancy tests in the trash at my house. I heard his cry in voicemails and voice messages and even some of them he begged Brent to let me go incase he had my phone. My heart sank, I missed him so bad and I tried calling and calling but to no avail. I suddenly realized that maybe I could get a text to him and wrote him a huge paragraph about what was happening and assuring him that I was okay and I missed him. I stood in various spots trying to send it but to no avail.

I panicked when I heard footsteps coming towards the door. As I went to press my ear and see how close he was, I got a signal. I stood on my tippy toes and held the phone up high. A signal bar!!! I pressed send and watched the loading bar process it while the door lock clicked. Determined I didn’t move and saw it was nearly sent.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

I stood my ground and smiled when the phone said ‘sent’ and sighed in relief just as the phone was snatched from my hand. He looked at the screen and his face twisted in anger.

“You b***h, how dare you contact another man?”

I was awarded a hard slap to the face that knocked me on the ground.

He want to kick me but my animal instincts took over and I grabbed his foot, knocking him to the ground. He fell and doubled over in pain when his head hit the floor. I bolted out of the room before closing it behind me and locking all the locks. Then I ran down the stairs and look around frantically until I saw car keys on the counter. I snatched them and took off running outside and getting in the car. I heard screaming before the sound of a loud smash and footsteps sprinting towards my direction. With fumbling fingers, I started the ignition and took off, not knowing where I was going. It looked like we were somewhere remote but with luck I’d find a gas station soon.

I looked in the rearview mirror and saw Brent screaming while trying to chase me.

I knew this wasn’t over but for now, I could at least breathe easier.